Eleonore’s POV

I had the distinct impression that I was written off by their father as Gael and Missael led me to ‘the west wing’, and I didn’t need a degree to know that was code for ‘stay away from my boys’.

Maybe I was overthinking it, but it was hard not to when there were a lot of things against me and not much I could offer, especially as a mate.

Despite the harshness of it all, the west wing wasn’t some dungeon-like tower. It was as ...